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"If you only use his younger brother's mentality, I'm afraid he won't be able to see it—I'm just afraid that there will be some accidents."

Mu Qiu shook his head, and answered in a low voice after thinking about it.Song Zichen couldn't help but frowned slightly, hesitated for a while before asking tentatively: "Mu Qiu, the accident you mentioned... what kind of accident could it be?"

"I'm not sure, to be honest-I'm going to talk about it right now, but I don't really know much about it."

Mu Qiu smiled helplessly, shook his head slightly, and sighed very slowly: "I can't see through Uncle Feng's actions, sometimes I think he probably intends to do that, but sometimes he just won't do it .Sometimes I feel that I can probably guess it right, but he finds another way...just like this time. I thought he was going to help the third prince and find a way to deal with us, but he just said a few words In other words, his position seems to be somewhat blurred..."

"I think he actually does things quite methodically. It's probably because you, Mu Qiu, are more used to thinking about things with your heart, while we are more used to relying on intuition and impulse."

Song Zichen chuckled lightly, shook his head thoughtfully, and embraced the person in his arms again: "Actually, there are some things that we didn't think about too much when we did them, but they are the most fundamental ones. It's just a thought. He helped Song Zixuan because he didn't know that Song Zixuan would do these things at that time, just like me back then. Now he helps us, probably because of your existence, let him Changed the position to a great extent."

Mu Qiu nodded thoughtfully, and before she could speak, the respectful voice of a soldier came from outside: "Your Highness, the medicine porridge has been delivered, should you bring it in now?"

"What medicine porridge—I didn't call it medicine porridge..."

Song Zichen couldn't help being slightly startled, he helped Mu Qiu to lean against the couch, got up and walked over.He did order someone to cook some porridge and bring it over, but because he was too worried about Mu Qiu at that time, he never ordered it carefully, but at this moment, a medicinal porridge suddenly appeared: "Who told you to cook it? Did you say anything else?"

"It was brewed by Mr. Song's life, and it is said to have the effect of nourishing blood, which is exactly for Mu Canjun's symptoms. General Peng asked us to tell His Highness to be careful, but he still told us to send it over."

The soldiers responded respectfully, and Song Zichen finally understood. He couldn't help but shook his head and laughed, and said helplessly to Mu Qiu, "You, Uncle Feng, really care about you—I asked them to send it in. If you don't believe it, It’s okay if I drink it for you first.”

"It's not unbelievable—"

Mu Qiu smiled helplessly, shook his head before responding, but his eyes suddenly moved slightly, and he suddenly laughed softly.He sat up straighter, looked at him and said solemnly: "——Since His Highness has this idea, why don't you try it for me first."

"really?"

He promised so happily, but it made Song Zichen a little suspicious.Glancing resentfully at the person on the couch who seemed to have malicious intentions, he pushed the door open a little, and took the porridge bowl over: "Leave it to me, you are still guarding outside. There are many things going on these days. , you guys should change shifts more, don't work too hard."

Although the original duty of the guards is to guard the generals, when he sees these guards, he can't help but think of Mu Qiu who was turned into a third-class bodyguard in his anger, guarding outside regardless of the weather Those hard days on duty.He still feels guilty in his heart, so every time he sees these soldiers, his attitude can't help but improve a bit.

The soldier was so moved by his words that he couldn't speak, and knelt down on the ground with tears in his eyes and couldn't speak.Song Zichen also sighed secretly in his heart, leaned over to help him up, patted his arm and said with a light smile: "Work hard, do more later, you are all generals."

"We don't want to be generals. We would rather guard the general and join the army for the rest of our lives, and be the general's guard!"

The soldier was still a young man with fresh blood, when he said this, he immediately straightened up and answered loudly.Song Zichen couldn't help laughing, but also nodded and said: "Okay, if you really want to follow me later, you can go to the palace together. I see that you have a good relationship with Mu Qiu, and when you return to the palace, he will take care of you. And be more at ease."

The soldiers couldn't help being overjoyed when they heard the words, and wanted to bow down to thank them again, but Song Zichen stopped his arms with a smile: "Okay, don't just worship, I will ask you to sprinkle my porridge in a while. Go down, joining the army is seriously injured, I'll rest with him for a while, thank you for watching."

He encouraged the soldier a few more words before telling the soldier to leave. As soon as he turned around, he met Mu Qiu's smiling eyes, and he couldn't help showing some embarrassment on his face: "It's not easy for them either. The way they look makes me feel uncomfortable..."

He was really embarrassed to say the stupid things that Zuo Hun did back then, so he spoke vaguely.But Mu Qiu obviously understood, shook his head with a light smile, propped himself up and said with a gentle smile, "Your Highness, don't feel embarrassed, this is the style of a gentleman—like the third prince who uses means to coerce and use Poisoning to force people to obey orders, even if it is really effective for a while, there will always be people who want to get rid of this situation, and sooner or later they will end up betraying their relatives. But if it is like His Highness, it is different—everyone It's a blessing, no matter why His Highness is kind to them, they will feel grateful and become more loyal to His Highness. Back then, His Highness was most lacking in this level, and now that it is finally made up, how can I not feel extremely gratified... "

"I was really taught completely crooked back then - it's ridiculous to say that I have such a good teacher as you by my side, but I still want to listen to those crooked ways of Song Zixuan."

Song Zichen smiled helplessly, sat back on the couch with the bowl of porridge, but couldn't help but sighed softly: "Thinking back on what I did back then, I feel like I was completely dazed..."

"It's no wonder Your Highness. People are divided into distant and close relatives. Your Highness and the Third Prince are closer to each other. Since he was brought up by the Third Prince since he was a child, it is inevitable that he will have more trust in his heart."

Mu Qiu shook his head, patted his arm with a slight smile, and said in a slow voice: "Your Highness, don't keep thinking about those things back then, since everything is developing in a good direction now, we also You should take a closer look at the present, and look more at the road ahead—let’s talk about the present first, Your Highness said that he would try this medicine porridge for me, isn’t he planning to go back on his word?”

"I really wanted to try it for you, but seeing your attitude now, I think there must be something wrong with it."

Song Zichen glanced at him vigilantly, shook his head resentfully, but resigned himself to stirring the porridge in the bowl with a spoon, leaned closer and sniffed it carefully: "It doesn't have any strange smell - it can't be that you drink it and drink it again. Is there any weird effect? ​​Mu Qiu, don't hurt me, my men are all outside..."

"It doesn't have any effect, but it's just some medicinal materials for nourishing blood and nourishing qi, calming the nerves and calming the body."

Mu Qiu couldn't help laughing, shook his head solemnly, and answered seriously.Song Zichen still felt that there was obviously something in it, but after all, he said what he said, so he couldn't go back on his word, so he could only bite the bullet and carefully scooped up a spoonful, and put it into his mouth vigilantly.

Almost the moment he put that spoonful of porridge into his mouth, Song Zichen immediately regretted it.

It obviously smelled harmless, and even had a hint of fragrance, but the smell after the entrance was so rich that it almost made people want to hit the wall.The sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty don't fall off, the sour is sour and astringent, and the bitter is so bitter that it numbs, and after taking a bite, it seems that the tongue is not your own.

Song Zichen blinked his eyes in despair, and tried hard to swallow that spoonful of weird stuff, but he gave up halfway through his efforts, and resolutely spat out the spoonful of porridge: "This is—this is What the hell!"

"Your Highness, Your Highness—to quench the fire, drink some water..."

Mu Qiu couldn't stop laughing and coughed softly, quickly tugged on his sleeve, and slowed down his voice to persuade him.

Song Zichen poured himself a cup of tea in a hurry, rinsed his mouth twice, but still felt a faint numbness at the base of his tongue, and shook his head with tears in his eyes: "Mu Qiu, you lied to me—this is clearly poison..."

"Your Highness is suffering—I never thought Uncle Feng would be so ruthless this time..."

Mu Qiu was hurt badly, and it was easy to stretch the wound when he smiled, but he couldn't help smiling, and even endured the extreme pain for a while.Seeing his gloating appearance, Song Zichen couldn't help sighing, but he still had to resign himself to supporting him, and sighed softly with mixed feelings: "Mu Qiu, you're really not a good person..."

"No no—it's clearly His Highness who offered to try it for me. I'm just an adult beauty."

Mu Qiu coughed a few times, replied solemnly, and then patted the back of Song Zichen's hand comfortingly, then smiled slightly: "To tell you the truth, this is actually Uncle Feng's old habit. Back then, father and When Uncle Feng taught us how to practice martial arts, Uncle Feng once said that a martial arts practitioner should not always think about how to hurt others, the first thing to think about is how to prevent himself from getting hurt. If two people fight, one of them will always If he can guarantee that he can retreat completely, even if his skill is not as good as the opponent's, he won't suffer much in the end..."

"It sounds reasonable, but it's a bit nonsense-I don't know what's wrong, but it just feels like something is wrong."

Song Zichen drank a few sips of tea, and finally felt that the taste in his mouth was a little weaker. After thinking about it for a while, he still couldn't help but frowned slightly and said, "Mu Qiu, I'm a bit confused. It's reasonable. It’s not wrong to say this idea, but why do I always feel awkward when I hear it?”